A Nile Goose On The Edge

It was standing there on the edge of the 6th floor having a good HONK at life when I arrived in the office.  It continued to tell anyone prepared to listen that everything was HOOOONNNNNKKKKK.

This was an Omen.  A foreshadowing if you'd rather.

I fired up my computer and... the telephone rang (5 past 7).

Irate Person: Things have gone Bang and don't work, they worked on Friday, what have you done?
Me: Was? (German for "What" in case you're wondering)
Irate person: Job BLAHBLAH crashed.  Can you fix it?
Me:  I'll have a look and call you back.

Repeat that for about 2 hours.

Unsurprisingly, it had nothing to do with me.  But that never stops people.

Another project team decided to change a directory that they use.  They deleted the old one.  Our jobs have lists of directories in them which they use to search through for files.  If you don't tell anyone that you're changing the name of the directory and all the lists need to be changed, all the jobs stop working.

And I did get an E-mail about 10 O' Clock this morning from the project team who made this change, asking me when these changes were going to be made...  "In advance might have been an idea" I said

I felt a strong urge to join the goose.